Spy Novel
In a spy novel I had just read, the hero hid a letter in a particular
statue in Washington, D.C. Since I was in that city at the time, on a
whim I decided to see if the statue really contained the small niche
the author had described. To my great surprise, it did -- and a
cellophane-wrapped letter was inside. After a moment's hesitation, I
pulled out the letter, opened it, and burst into laughter.
An unidentified reader had penned, "Good book, wasn't it?"
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